Yesterday, i needed my pair of furniture dollies. I knew exactly where I left them a few weeks ago. I went to the basement, reached for them on the workbench, they were not there. OK, I must have moved them to the house garage, no dollies, went to my garage, not there, must be in the shed, not there. OK calm down and start over, went to the basement, looked on the bench, there they were, exactly where I had expected to find them on the first try! I tell you these things can "cloak" themselves, there is no other explanation!!!!!!!!!!
My stuff plays hide and seek especially when I am working. I run around in circles only to find it right in front of me. When leave the stuff walks away and ends up somewhere else. Most times I have to keep two sets of what ever tools I'm using especially hand tools. My tools get really jealous and come out when they see I have another. Sometimes they both run off and then I start cleaning up.
The thing that pisses me off, is when I search for something like a bottle of glue, searched high and low for it, knew I had some, finally gave up and bought a new bottle, used it and went to put it away in a spot I knew I would be able to find it when I needed it again and the bottle I looked for was right there on the shelf waiting for me.
Hey, how you doing??? , we still have a few guys here that missed you in Iowa and wound up coming home with us ( one got carsick , nothing like gnome upchuck ) , they made a deal with Mary ( you know her Dad is a troll) and are causing all sorts of havoc, but the Dogs keep them in line .and one fixed my welder for me ... LOL
and then after checking everywhere.......I get my wife involved.......I explain what it looks like and roughly the size.....she walks into the garage and picks it up and says "Like this?" Damned if that isn't the part...... Thank you Dear.
My wife is magic like that too. Sometimes if she's not home when I'm looking for something, I will call her on her cellphone. Almost INSTANTLY as soon as I tell her what I'm looking for, it will appear before me. Once in a while, I actually have to describe it a little more and it will take a minute or two, but usually INSTANTLY. I tell her that's why she's still around (just kidding of course). My first wife is like the wicked witch of the west---a BAD witch. Current wife is a mix between Glinda (Good witch of the East) and a saint. Andy
I put things in a "safe" place so I'll be able to find them later... right.... Sometimes I take something with me as I go to the basement to look for a tool and leave it there. I can't tell how many parts have shown up on the kitchen counter or on a bathroom shelf.
Lmao ! I call mine "the finder of all things great and small" Many years ago while married to the first wife, I went to the store to get a few things for the house. When I returned she asked what I purchased. So i ran down the list of garage related stuff and she asked "nothing for me?" I ran back to the truck and came back inside and said "well I did get you something, check out your new ride" as I showed her the new push broom.
In a similar, but non-automotive vein, how can socks escape from a clothes dryer that's closed and latched?
I went over that already, The dryer turns socks into Tupperware lids and the same little fuckers that move your parts around shove the Tupperware lids into the cabinet.
With several projects going on I have parts all over the place so I finally learned to put small parts, bolts, etc in gallon zip lock bags and label them. Then I tape the bag to whatever larger part the small parts belong to. Bags that aren't taped to a larger part are kept in one area but sometimes they just evaporate. This is a good system if I remember to use it!
I like buying smalls for down the road finishing, forget that I have them and find the older ones just when the 2nd new ones arrive.
Shape shifting... that's the only explanation. Like those 'tards who look for bigfoot. They got game cameras set up, but only catch pix of bambi, which is a shape-shifted sasquatch.
right now the only thing I lost is one of my toolboxes ,its buried under a pile of parts for different projects . hopefully that will be solved here in a few weeks when I buy my new work bench /storage unit .
I had a similar thread on losing a '31 coupe window garnish molding-just one-but it had been painted to match everything else and was in great condition. I searched "everywhere" -got a lot of places cleaned up and organized in the process, but not until my mother-in law suggested looking in my youngest daughter's room (she moved out 10 years ago and mom hadn't been upstairs for years) did I find it hiding among her Smurf collection. I have no idea.
Back in August I had switched cars with my son for the day, as I needed the SUV to pick up a car door locally. I gave him my main set of keys, but somehow he gives me back my spare set from the key box with the busted up fob and says I never gave him my OG set. Go forward to a few weeks ago... I'm cleaning off my kitchen counter and come up with my keys, they were in a basket of paid bills, somewhere I'd never leave my keys. He must have tossed them towards the counter in a rush.
I think worse than losing a part.....while working on your project, you put down a tool to go get the other tool in the box to help you but when you get back.......the tool you put down is gone!
Anybody else have a son with his own garage and a key to yours. The good part is I have a key to his also. He has some NICE tools !!
BlackJack"as soon as you buy one.....receive it.....you'll find the lost one.....guaranteed! " I have found this to be absolutely true!!!!!!!!!!!! - Not just true, it's the law!
When crazy, unexplainable shit happens, I always suspect the cat. All the 1/2" wrenches gone? Cat got 'em. Kid's bike tires flat? Cat sucked the air out.
Yes, somewhere in my house or garage is a "safe place" where all of my best stuff resides. I just hope I find it again someday before I die.
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